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My composure crumpled, and I sobbed against my steering wheel for exactly five minutes. Then I sat up, dried my tears, and stopped crying. I couldn’t afford to cry or break down anymore. I had to take care of my family.
Every time someone hugged me, or told me they were sorry, another piece of me shut down, like my maximum pain threshold had been reached.
War was such a spiteful bitch; she took everything we loved and handed us back a folded flag in return, telling us the honor of their sacrifice was a just and equal payment. It wasn’t.
Gus had two speeds: full throttle and asleep.
It’s the benefit of moving. You get to start over, and what you used to do doesn’t define you anymore, or at least it’s not supposed to.”
“The fire you have within you is impossible to kill. The first breath you take when you’re free of all this, it will come roaring back. That’s what is so impossibly beautiful about you.”
“You’re not sorry you did it. You’re sorry you got caught.”
But here’s your only warning: I’m going to chase the fuck out of you.”
“It’s a war. No one dies in vain.”
I had room to smile at Gus’s goal, to find joy in his grin.
Environmentally friendly or not, I wished Colorado would have salted the roads. The red-gravel crap did nothing to increase traction.
“Ember, I adore the way you apologize.”
“Because I’m masochistic enough to care about you, and someone has to, Ember.”
I checked my makeup in the mirror, like I hadn’t already done it a dozen times or more. Yup, my face was still there.
There are just certain ways that things run. Everything has a system, a schedule, and whatever doesn’t help that run gets eliminated. It’s logic, not selflessness.”
“Some dreams aren’t dead, just sleeping.
You stripped my soul clean.”
Josh: You were in my head the whole game. You’re in my heart every minute I’m awake. I love you December Howard.
they gave the last full measure of devotion—that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain.”
reminding us that grief had no mercy, time limit, or expiration date.
it may hurt to send him away, but nothing compares to having him back. It makes you more thankful for what you have, more aware of just how precious it is.”
“I’m already going fifteen over, and speeding on a military installation is a federal offense!”
